Hollow Throne
Ivo paced relentlessly in the tower throne room, his bare feet feeling the cold of the marble floor. That was the first thing he'd changed about the room. He'd ripped off the plush carpet, removing the giant red sign that'll always remind everyone of Yuri.
His next step at making the room his, meant covering up Yuri's pride and joy. The three hundred and sixty-degree windows, which once made sure the room either received the beautiful golden lights of the sun or the silver radiance of the moon, had been covered with thick, dark blinds, plunging the space into an oppressive darkness that he felt at home in.
The grandeur of the room remained intact, but Yuri's throne had been destroyed, smashed into pieces, and replaced with something new, something that represented Ivo's rise to power.